-John Ruskin

At a few hundred kilometers altitude, the Earth fills half your sky, and the band of blue that stretches from Mindanao to Bombay, which your eye encompasses in a single glance, can break your heart with its beauty. Home you think. Home. This is my world. This is where I come from. Everyone I know, everyone I ever heard of, grew up down there, under that relentless and exquisite blue.

- Carl Sagan

A majority of introverted personalities favor the color [blue], the color of circumspection, for it is allied with conscious control of emotions. … blue is the color of deliberation and introspection, of conservatism and acceptance of obligations. Those who favor it have reflective minds and honest intentions, but sometimes use reason for selfish and self-justified purposes.

- Faber Birren

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- Anonymous

A famous cat who never forgets being a cat

“Thou art the Great Cat, the avenger of the Gods, and the judge of words, and the president of the sovereign chiefs and the governor of the holy Circle; thou art indeed…the Great Cat.”

- Inscription on the Royal Tombs at Thebes

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and a little less labour.

icy too, and cool as well, raised in a victory sign

and a lingering wave as well.

“Thou art all ice. Thy kindness freezes.”

- Shakespeare

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So refreshing a rain can be!!!!

like pebbles, like stones…they leave their own marks…

It takes Beauty within to see beauty without

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Sri Guru Granth Sahib

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The waves rushed towards the shore

Each competing with the other

In a race to reach the land first.

But a young wave seemed reluctant

To move forward : touching the shore

Is sure death! Why should I proceed? It cried.

The swaying waters smiled and said:

There is no death in gifting oneself to the beloved.

The land is the lover of the ocean,

Therefore it’s shores surround us in an eternal hug,

From the cliffs and hilltops, it stares at us with longing

The ocean answers the land’s call by reaching out

With its gentle waves, in a romance everlasting

And forever incomplete.

And wiped away all traces of anger.

Every resentment I had nurtured

Against life, against the world, against destiny,

Disappeared with each loving lick.

It was like the cleaning of a blackboard

That had been dirtied by too many marks.

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The reason a dog has so many friends is that he wags his tail instead of his tongue.

- Anonymous

( from Lectio Divina, or daily readings )

Need a friend? What are you waiting for? Get a puppy and watch your life fill up with love, affection and companionship.

Its red and orange streaks

Gradually spreading over the sky

Like a gigantic catherine’s wheel

Slowly emitting multi-colored lights.

Let your eyes capture the sun

In all its morning grandeur.

Shut them quickly.

Take in the fresh morning air

Let that smile beautify your face even more

Now perceive the sun’s brightness

Radiating from your heart and spread

To all your limbs.

Feel one with Nature

Experience this cosmic grandeur

Can you feel peace imploding within you?

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I stood upon the hills, when heaven’s wide arch
Was glorious with the sun’s returning march,
And woods were brightened, and soft gales
Went forth to kiss the sun-clad vales.
The clouds were far beneath me; bathed in light,
They gathered mid-way round the wooded height,
And, in their fading glory, shone
Like hosts in battle overthrown.
As many a pinnacle, with shifting glance.
Through the gray mist thrust up its shattered lance,
And rocking on the cliff was left
The dark pine blasted, bare, and cleft.
The veil of cloud was lifted, and below
Glowed the rich valley, and the river’s flow
Was darkened by the forest’s shade,
Or glistened in the white cascade;
Where upward, in the mellow blush of day,
The noisy bittern wheeled his spiral way.

I heard the distant waters dash,
I saw the current whirl and flash,
And richly, by the blue lake’s silver beach,
The woods were bending with a silent reach.
Then o’er the vale, with gentle swell,
The music of the village bell
Came sweetly to the echo-giving hills;
And the wild horn, whose voice the woodland fills,
Was ringing to the merry shout,
That faint and far the glen sent out,
Where, answering to the sudden shot, thin smoke,
Through thick-leaved branches, from the dingle broke.

If thou art worn and hard beset
With sorrows, that thou wouldst forget,
If thou wouldst read a lesson, that will keep
Thy heart from fainting and thy soul from sleep,
Go to the woods and hills! No tears
Dim the sweet look that Nature wears.

- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Sunrise on the Hills

Really? Said the caterpillar in mock belief

You are just a tiny part of a big tree,

How can you be great? Scorned the caterpillar.

Yes, I am, asserted the leaf again-

Or why would the sunshine come down to kiss me,

Or dewdrops gather at night to caress me

Or the winds move swiftly over me in a prolonged tickle

And the rain showers carry The Almighty’s blessings to me?

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The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature. As long as this exists, and it certainly always will, I know that then there will always be comfort for every sorrow, whatever the circumstances may be. And I firmly believe that nature brings solace in all troubles.

- Anne Frank